bless the broken road

I had a good holiday.
I feel almost silly saying that, but i did. I love my little family with all my heart.
Things are moving along. My house is almost done – they started painting today. I have bought fixtures, appliances, paint in a billion colours, countertops, cabinets, flooring. I didn't realize how much all that was stressing me out until i finished. I finished and now it all just needs to be put together. A matter of weeks. Crazy.
I'm still all up in my head most of the time. Processing, healing, moving forward. I feel most lonely in rooms full of people and, sometimes, in the middle of the night when all is dark and quiet and there are no puffy with sleep childrens faces to check on.
I have a healthy life to start as soon as i get back from vancouver on sunday. Better food, more food. A roller derby team made up of a bunch of moms. Hiking up and down the damn mountain, physically and mentally. Perhaps even a(nother) new counselor.
So? Onwards.